Sink Ships

Ryan Adams - Sink Ships

Sun that falls on your hands

As you type;

Just something in my head

Standing in this empty space

Your desk is gone;

The wall is still from where it went

This is position is not open now for applicants

The application forms get shredded

There was faulty wording in the document

I can still hear you laughing

Coming up the rickety stairs

Laughing as the springtime filled your longs with air

Grey smoke rung out like the patches of your hair

Like violets

Like birds inside the bells

Break those prows in the back of my mind

While the sun is out;

No it's still up and the light is shining

It's season's push and pull and all to get us through

Well my mind is open now;

This position is not open now for applicants

The application forms get shredded

There was faulty wording in the document

I can still hear you laughing

Coming up the rickety stairs

Laughing as the springtime filled your longs with air

Grey smoke rung out like the patches of your hair

Like violets

Like birds inside the bells

If somehow I had known

I'd have rather gone down with the ship

Than be without you

If only for the chance to hold your hand;

To be your friend

Like the door to an empty room

If never for the last time

I would've rather gone down in this

The war is over

The war is over

The war is over

And I'm waiting in the sinking ships

If only I had known